There are only three people in the room now, one is Zhao Ping, one is Huang Xiaoniu, and the other is a nurse.
Everyone else was expelled by Zhao Ping because he found Huang Xiaoniu very special.
After the nurse bandaged Huang Xiaoniu, she picked up the medicine box and couldn't wait to go out. She also wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
She also likes to stay here, but that person obviously has no interest in her. Instead of being embarrassed, it would be better to come out and relax.
There were only Zhao Ping and Huang Xiaoniu in the room. There was no sound at this time, and you would know it if a pin dropped to the ground.
Zhao Ping was drinking tea at this time and looking at Huang Xiaoniu.
Huang Xiaoniu lowered his head and said nothing.
"Then do you want to be Hua Mulan?" After all, in order to protect herself, Zhao Ping must understand clearly.
Huang Xiaoniu still didn't speak, looking at the ground silently.
Zhao Ping saw that Huang Xiaoniu was unwilling to speak, so he had to say: "If you don't want to speak, just treat it as admitting it."
Huang Xiaoniu nodded, but his head was still looking at the ground.
"Why do you want to be Hua Mulan?" Zhao Ping felt incredible.
Huang Xiaoniu said nothing, tears could not help but flow out.
Zhao Ping wanted to wipe her tears, but felt that men and women were different, so he finally took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gave it to her.
Huang Xiaoniu took the handkerchief directly, which Zhao Ping felt was inappropriate.
This handkerchief is for my own use, how can I give it to her?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to Huang Xiaoniu and said, "This handkerchief belongs to me."
Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaoniu not only wiped her tears with his handkerchief, but also put the handkerchief into her own sleeve.
This handkerchief was embroidered by Zhao Ping's mother. It is of great significance. There is also a word "ping" on it.
Whenever Zhao Ping looks at the beautiful word "ping" on it, he feels as if his mother's hand is gently touching his face.
Now, without his mother's consent, he gave it to a young lady whom his mother didn't know. Zhao Ping always felt bad.
Zhao Ping wanted to take it back, but Huang Xiaoniu had already been put in her sleeve, so she couldn't force her to take it out.
"Then why do you want to be Hua Mulan?" Zhao Ping still didn't understand.
Huang Xiaoniu opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.
She must have her own story, she just doesn't want others to know it.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and continued to ask: "How many younger siblings do you have in your family?"
"Six sisters, and finally the younger brother." Huang Xiaoniu thought for a while and finally spoke.
It turns out that Huang Xiaoniu's parents had always wanted to have a son, but it wasn't until their eighth child that they finally got their wish.
This younger brother may also be a baby. After all, Huang Xiaoniu looks like he is only fifteen years old.
Zhao Ping discovered that Huang Xiaoniu also deliberately lowered his voice, and his voice was not so clear.
Zhao Ping found it a little unbelievable: "You are a little lady, why did the government let you join the army?"
"Jiading is heavily surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Hu troops. Every household must be beaten." Huang Xiaoniu couldn't help but roll his eyes at Zhao Ping, but his voice gradually became clearer.
Huang Xiaoniu's family background is somewhat similar to Hua Mulan's, so it's no wonder he wants to join the army.
Anyway, Zhao Ping had already discovered her female identity, so it was uncomfortable to hold her voice and pretend to be a man.
Zhao Ping nodded and sighed deeply: "The Jiading people fought against the Hu people at a high cost."
"I'm not defeated by you." Huang Xiaoniu seemed unable to bear it and gave Zhao Ping another look.
She seemed to be deliberately going against Zhao Ping. Not only did she give Zhao Ping a look, but she even ignored the little saint.
Zhao Ping knew what Huang Xiaoniu meant. He didn't want to get involved with women, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by a beautiful woman.
Not only did he not tell her that he owed her a favor, he even exposed her identity as a young lady.
"You saved my life and made great achievements. How about being promoted to deputy general and leading a thousand troops?" Zhao Ping directly promoted her to one level.
She didn't want her to be promoted too quickly. After all, Zhaojiazhuang was promoted based on military merit.
At the same time, Zhao Ping also wanted to see how capable she was and how many troops she could lead?
Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaoniu shook his head, tears streaming down his face.
Zhao Ping panicked. He didn't expect to advance her but was unwilling to do so.
It's really hard to guess what the little lady is thinking. What does she want?
Seeing Huang Xiaoniu take out the handkerchief he gave her to wipe her tears, Zhao Ping seemed to understand something.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and finally asked: "Are you willing to be a guard by my side?"
Being a bodyguard around Zhao Ping can only be said to be much safer, but the position has been reduced a lot.
You know, Huang Xiaoniu is now a mid-level officer with about 500 people under his command.
Zhao Ping just squeezed her, hoping she wouldn't agree.
Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaoniu was overjoyed and nodded instead of speaking.
Zhao Ping had a headache, and it was only temporary. He would only take the next step.
"Is your name really Huang Xiaoniu? This is a man's name." Zhao Ping thought her name was very strange.
Huang Xiaoniu rolled his eyes at Zhao Ping and said, "Same sound but different name, Huang Xiaoniu."
After saying that, she wrote the word "girl" with her pen.
Huang Xiaoniu's handwriting is average, neither good-looking nor ugly.
"Huang Xiaoniu, Huang Xiaoniu," Zhao Ping said, "How about changing her name to Huang Mulan?"
Zhao Ping thought her name was a bit unpleasant, so he simply changed her name.
Huang Xiaoniu's face turned red and he was a little embarrassed, but finally nodded.
From then on, the official name of Huang Xiaoniu (Huang Xiaoniu) was changed to Huang Mulan.
In fact, she doesn't care how Zhao Ping changes his name, as long as it is changed by Zhao Ping, she likes it.
Zhao Ping changed her name to show that he officially accepted her.
Zhao Ping changed Huang Xiaoniu's name, only to realize that he had made the misunderstanding bigger and bigger.
Zhao Ping discovered at this time that he could not escape even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Before closing the formation on the river beach, return to the artillery position.
At around midnight in the evening, the two Hu artillery positions were busy.
Ma Yin was satisfied and came here, where there were already three hundred returning artillery pieces.
Ma Yin did not expect that not only would he not be punished, but he would be promoted to a captain of three thousand men.
Not only did the number of men and horses increase, but the number of returning artillery pieces also increased threefold.
Although he was promoted, he was not very happy.
Obviously, the Khanate was determined to capture Hetan Pass no matter what the cost.
Ma Yin summoned his three thousand men, pointed at the return cannon in front of him, and said: "This return cannon is different from the previous one. It not only reinforced the protective wooden boards, but also made a small window on the front baffle, so that it can be aimed more accurately. And the number has greatly increased, making the Nanman even bigger and unable to resist."
One named Yesi looked at Xin Hui Hui Pao and nodded with satisfaction: "The Nanman were attacked by so many giant thunderbolts, and it is difficult to defend Hetan Pass."
He had just been promoted from Captain of Three Centurions to Captain of Thousands, so he was naturally happy and couldn't help but flatter Ma Yin.
"General Ma, if you just fire back your artillery, it will be difficult to withstand the bombardment of the Nanman's iron artillery." Another man named Tuobidi didn't think so.
Toby was originally a captain of thousands, and he was not happy that he was not promoted. Hearing that he also wanted to blow the stick, he couldn't help but say.
Two days ago, the security group's iron artillery destroyed 70% of the artillery, leaving a shadow on his heart.
Ma Yin glanced at him and replied in a positive tone: "Of course it's not a return of artillery. There are also three hundred iron artillery."
"There are so many immortals? I can't believe it." Tobi was stunned, with doubts and surprise in his eyes.
Ma Yin glared at him and scolded him sternly: "This is the captain announcing it in public. Is the difficult problem still true?"
"This is too sudden. Suoji didn't believe it was true for a moment." Tobi was shocked, waved his right hand and shouted loudly, "In this case, Suoji will fight tooth and nail to smash all the Nanman's table formations. Why? The warriors of the Khanate open the passage.”
Tobi had already expressed his stance, and Ma Yin looked at the other two captains.
"The generals will work together to beat the Southern Barbarians' table array to pieces." The two of them dared to neglect themselves and immediately expressed their stance.
After cheering up his men, Ma Yin asked his men to push the cannon back to within two hundred steps, which could increase the hit rate several times.
The three captains frowned and looked at each other.
They were reluctant, but thinking that they had many cyclone cannons and iron artillery to help them, they had no choice but to nod.
The iron artillery has two wheels, which makes it very easy to move. There is no need to get up in the middle of the night to move, but Tie Lei still can't sleep.
While he was looking at the map, he felt uneasy as he thought that the attack would be launched across the board tomorrow.
There is no way. At the same time, why can the Nanman fire so accurately with iron artillery?
But the Captain asked them to put pressure on all fronts. This was a dead order and he must execute it.
He took a sip of strong tea, took his soldiers, lit a lantern, and decided to come out and take a look.
Seeing Ma Yin pushing the Hui Hui Cannon forward with all his strength, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
At this speed, as slow as a tortoise, he suspected that the artillery crew was slacking off on their work.
Ma Yin looked at his expression, confused.
"This one has no wheels and relies entirely on manpower. Of course, it's hard to push." Ma Yin bowed his hand and said sincerely, "I have to ask General Tie to cover it tomorrow."
"We can help each other and deal with the Southern Barbarians together." Tie Lei replied lukewarmly.
Ma Yin was not upset. He pointed to Hetan Pass in the distance and said: "Hetan Pass of the Nanman is a living target. If it is motionless, it is a dead coffin. The number of iron artillery placed is limited. The number we have is that of the Nanman." Many times, as long as we work together, we will definitely knock this dead coffin open."
"Our advantage is quantity and the ability to move. We have the disadvantage that the accuracy is not as high as that of the Nanman. The biggest disadvantage of the Nanman is that they are small in number and are a living target." Tielei thought for a while and analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of both sides.
Ma Yin was full of confidence in this and pointed at the cannon in front of him and said: "The narrow terrain of the pass determines that it cannot place too many iron artillery. It must make a lot of open space to place table arrays. Although we are attacking upward, the terrain is open , the number of iron artillery and return artillery is ten times that of theirs. What’s more, the infantry offensive will be even more fierce tomorrow.”
Tie Lei did not reply, but fell into deep thought.
At the beginning of the morning, Ma Yin couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"God is really helping me." He said to Tobi and Yesi, "Now there is heavy fog. When the thick fog dissipates, I will see hundreds of returning artillery pieces in front of me. How will I feel?"
"They must have descended from heaven to hell." Yesi immediately flattered him.
Ma Yin felt very energetic, even though he didn't sleep last night.
He asked Tielei on the side: "Didn't the Nanman say that fighting requires the right time, right place, and right people? Now we have the right time and thick fog, the vast terrain, and several times their number. Is there any reason not to Win?"
"With the help of the thick fog, it seems that the chance of winning is much greater than before." Tie Lei was relieved, but his face was still tense, as if someone owed him money.
At the same time, 10,000 infantrymen also walked by them with firm steps, pushing ladders, Lu Gong chariots, trench bridges, flying ladders, Eight Immortals tables, dust carts, etc.
Obviously, the Hu people had already prepared for the fog to lift and start the battle.
Half an hour passed, and the thick fog gradually dispersed.
The horns of the bulls are honking, the war drums are beating, and the barbarians are ready to attack.
With a bang, the gate of Hetanguan suddenly opened.
Following the sound of "rumble, rumble", a vague object suddenly came out from inside.
As the thick fog dispersed, the Hu people could not see clearly.
All the barbarians had only one thought in their minds, what kind of monster is this?
